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Living In The Promiseland

Höfundur lags: David Lynn Jones Flytjandi: Willie Nelson Sent inn af: Anonymous

[G]Give us your [C]tired and weak and we will [G]make them strong
Bring us your [D7]foreign songs and we will [G]sing along
Leave us your [C]broken dreams we'll give them [G]time to mend
There's still a lot [D7]of love living in the [G]Promiseland

Living in the [C]Promiseland our dreams are [G]made of steel
Prayers of [D7]every man is to know how [G]freedom feels
There is a [C]winding road across the [G]shifting sand
And room for [D7]everyone living in the [G]Promiseland

[C]So they came from a distant isle
Nameless woman faithless child like a bad [G]dream
[C]Until there was no room at all
No place to run and no place to [D7]fall   

Give us a [C]daily bread we have no [G]shoes to wear
No place to [D7]call our home only this [G]cross to bear
We are the [C]multitudes lend us a [G]helping hand
Is there no [D7]love anymore living in the [G]Promiseland

Living in the [C]Promiseland our dreams are [G]made of steel
Prayers of [D7]every man is to know how [G]freedom feels
There is a [C]winding road across the [G]shifting sand
And room for [D7]everyone living in the [G]Promiseland

And room for [D7]everyone living in the [G]Promiseland


Give us your tired and weak and we will make them strong
Bring us your foreign songs and we will sing along
Leave us your broken dreams we'll give them time to mend
There's still a lot of love living in the Promiseland

Living in the Promiseland our dreams are made of steel
Prayers of every man is to know how freedom feels
There is a winding road across the shifting sand
And room for everyone living in the Promiseland

So they came from a distant isle
Nameless woman faithless child like a bad dream
Until there was no room at all
No place to run and no place to fall

Give us a daily bread we have no shoes to wear
No place to call our home only this cross to bear
We are the multitudes lend us a helping hand
Is there no love anymore living in the Promiseland

Living in the Promiseland our dreams are made of steel
Prayers of every man is to know how freedom feels
There is a winding road across the shifting sand
And room for everyone living in the Promiseland

And room for everyone living in the Promiseland

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